I don’t know where to begin. It’s been a hell of a trip. I have knocked on and have witnessed the devil’s door. I am finally home in Cleveland after a long journey in radio that has taught me the lessons of life and what truly matters. I was consumed with radio. I gave it everything I had. I learned that radio is probably like any other job. It does not define you. It does not love you back. It will not be there when you are poor in health. It is not your friend.
I am blessed that I have been given the ability to look inside myself and determine my weaknesses (there are many) and attempt to eradicate them from my being. I owe that to those that have stood by me. I owe that to God. I’m not banging the bible but there is something more than this—-if you know of my coma of six days in September of 2015 then you know I was able to see the next level. I don’t know if it was heaven. I do know that there is more than this.
Moving from Florida was not easy after eighteen years. I developed habits. Most were not good but I got comfortable until I realized I needed to come home or die. My mind has always been one of the gifts from God and it has been reborn. Years of psychiatric care had me buried in a cloud of xanax. A month ago I decided to stop taking this prescribed medication and I went through two weeks of hell. What I have received in return was worth the pain, the sleepless nights, the fear, the sweating, the vomiting and the paranoia.
I have become kind of a recluse. I think that’s natural as we grow older as our true friends eventually stand out. I think that trust is something that is earned and not handed out. I look back on my life and am aware that I was lost for quite some time but all I can fix is tomorrow. So many people struggle each day, they take it hour by hour, they were high and now they are low, nothing is a assured, we have to have faith.
Thank you for reading this. I hope I made some sort of connection with you by sharing my experiences in the past year. Bottom line is we may disagree on many things but we still are all together in this crazy journey of life. I’ll hold the door open for you. Please do the same for others.